“Wow,” I muttered when the kiss ended; my knees wobbled a bit as she left me breathless and heady.She was giggling now as well, “Hmm, should I g...et naked too, brother? Damn, your cock looks so good, all big and hard like that! Is it just for little ‘ole me?” she asked as she leaned back in my arms and looked down at it hungrily.“Uh-uh! You have to share! We’re best friends and sister-lovers now, and that means we both get him!” Heather admonished as she slipped her panties down her legs and then. The size of him was horrifying. Death would have been a happy release at that hideous moment. But it did not come. Instead the slave began to pound in and out of her, snorting piggishly, his hairy belly slapping again and again to Livia’s soft, juddering buttocks. Why do I not faint under this horror? Livia wondered. But she did not. The driving pace of the revolting male organ increased. As did the piggish grunts. Harder... harder... faster... faster... Snort... snort... snort... snort... It. .. such a turn on! I wish she had told me this before! Yeah... I had to start stroking at that...The guy who spoke reached his hand out and grasped her breast roughly, squeezing it and twisting it harshly, making her bite her lip with pain and clearly pleasure."No bra, huh?" He grinned. "Just like the old days." No Panties either!" She giggled."Glad your still a slut!" He laughed, then turned to his friends. "Don't stand on ceremony guys. Get stuck in!"The other guys didn't need telling twice.. No offence meant.”“None taken, Sir.” Thomas replied easily.“Call me Adam! Are you Thomas or Tom?”“I prefer Thomas.”“Then Thomas you will be,” Bingham grinned. “Let’s repair to the wardroom though. I hear we have a mutton stew today.”During the meal, Thomas was gently quizzed. Not so much about himself, but rather about Captain Benning. He could only report that Benning was rather easy going as long as everybody did their duties, but that he could be unpleasant when discovering slack.In turn, he.